This area is truly incredible. Each time we're here, we discover something new. Our only complaint is how drastically it's being built up. Just can't help but go back to President Kennedy's foresight in creating Cape Cod's National Seashore, in order to protect all that natural beauty for future generations. (Bonnie, are you reading?) Here, it's a different story. Sure, they have their preserved coastal land (the magnificent Huntington Beach State Park,) but for miles and miles, the ocean side of the road is built up to oblivion. That's an old story, eh? All of humanity seems to want their little seaside chunk of sand. And Surfside Beach remains a favorite. Doesn't my retiree look relaxed? It happens instantaneously, at the beach.
Oh, and have I mentioned the canals? Hilarious. "Our" house is on a canal. In reality, waterways are constructed in all developments to carry excess rain and surface water out to sea. But don't judge… build a waterway and wildlife will come. We've a resident egret, right outside our door. He greets us in the morning before fishing in our vicinity for most of the day. And ducks. FAT ducks. So fat, they've lost the ability to fly. Life is lazy in the south.


And so it goes and so it goes. It seems that Joe thinks I "look cute," typing away in our home away from home. Not so sure 'bout that, but I'll share.
Giving Thanks.